They all woke up to a loud sound of things falling, Russia shot up and quickly noticed America wasn't in the room they shared, he quickly got realized it might be America making the noise as he sigh and walked out of the room to notice Ukraine open the door to see her startled face.
"What the hell was that?" Ukraine whispered though it wasn't really necessary. "No clue is Canada in the room?" Russia said as Ukraine slowly shook her head both of them cautiously walked into the small living room and right there was the kitchen he walked into see some pans and plastic bowls they brought along the way over here on the floor.
"What happened here?" Russia and Ukraine said at the same time. "Well. How can I say it..... We were going to make pancakes and I saw a bowl which was over with other stuff... Me being lazy so I thought I could slip it out and this happens" America said pointing at the floor and Canada stood there in disbelief.
Canada eyes widen as he saw a red streak on the counter "why is there a red streak on the counter and on the floor?" Everyone shrugged as they saw small blood speckles on the kitchen titles. Russia looked were it was at and looked up at America's hand.
"Oh... " Russia whispered. "Oh what dumbass?" America said as he started to pick up things and drop one of the bowls on the floor followed by a yelp of pain. "I was going to tell you that you have a cut on your hand... " Russia said then mumbled as America looked at Canada and he started to freak out.
"Come here ameri! Let's stop the bleeding now!" Canada grab a bunch of paper towels and putting on America's wound also started ranting that he probably needs to take him to the hospital and he was a dumb ass for doing what he did as America said it probably wasn't a big deal.
"Wow brotherly love" Russia said turning to Ukraine, she shrugged and started to clean the mess. "I'll clean up in here make sure Canada doesn't do anything... Stupid?" Ukraine said as he grab a paper towel and wiped up the blood and threw it way kinda wishing they bought cleaning supplies.
"Trying to get rid of me?" Russia said as he started to walk out of the kitchen before stopping and turning around again to face Ukraine.
"Just go." Ukraine said as she rolled her eyes and started what she was doing again, Russia chuckled as walked away.
Russia walked into the small bathroom to see America on the toilet sitting on the lid and Canada on the floor with a med kit right next to him.
"Hey Russia, looks like he might need stitches" Canada said as he sigh heavily and put some hydrogen peroxide on his wound followed by a hiss from America. "I think I can stitch up America hand and for free" Russia said as America glared at him.
"Now that you said you think. I'll rather get my kidney taken out by some who is willing to get paid a dollar than you" America hissed at Russia as he felt a little hurt but didn't let that brother him. "Oh how does that have to do with anything besides I learn it from... " Russia voice trails off as he shivered a bit. "Dad." He said as he grab the med box to see if there is the thread for stitching.
"Ah good job at packing, Canada" Russia said as he got the thread and needle. "Might hurt a bit" Russia said and America just looked at him. "That what every doctor says and what does it leads you to?" America said as Russia didn't respond but just got everything ready.
"Ok so... We have no anesthesia cause this is not a hospital of course. I think a bottle of whiskey might help...I think I have one laying around here" Russia said as he got up and walked out of the bathroom Canada looked at America in disbelief. "Oh goodness."
"You really messed up big time ameri" Canada said using a paper towel that he had left to put presser on the wound. "Yeah.... I did! I wanted to perform at this contest that might have my- I mean our ticket to fame Canada" America said as a smile appeared on his face and he wrap his arm around Canada's neck being careful with his hand.
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Underneath The Spotlight [Rusame]
FanfictionAmerica always wanted to be famous ever since he was little, he made sure nothing I mean nothing blocked his way to fame. He wanted to make his parents proud of him, so he pushed away his friends he didn't want any distractions. Not until Russia ca...